Lyrics:
tonight
Let out the stops, call the cops, it's all right
'Course when the cops have come and gone
You'll just keep carrying on
Don't you worry if you land
turning wheels around
I said thirty nine times that I love you
To the beauty I had found
Well its one, two, three, four
Take the elevator
spring than it's time to sing
Never mind the l'il birdies wing
Look out, look out, old New York
New York's coming an' New York talks
Hey! Strike! Not
may suddenly appear
People stop and stare
They don't bother me
For there's no where else on earth
That I would rather be
Let the time go by
I won't
spring than it's time to sing
Never mind the l'il birdies wing
Look out, look out, old New York
New York's coming an' New York talks
Hey! Strike! Not
we'll have the massed Alberts on by then, won't we?"
"Just whisper it"
"Two, three, four"
turning wheels around
I said thirty nine times that I love you
To the beauty I had found
Well its one, two, three, four
Take the elevator
pour
Out of every door?
No, it?s just on the street where you live.
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
pour
Out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy, what will it be?
Yeah
Live out your fantasy here with me
Just let
the hand
Let us help you understand
Take your head out of the sand
And shake it free now
Let us help you to go on
We are here to lean upon
Now you know
day, by day, by day (2x) [it's one step out of time]
[Chorus]
As you walk
Day by day
Go to God and pray,
"I'm gonna go Your way"
[I'm
Wipin' out, wipeout, wipin' out, wipeout
(Wah-wah-wah) wipin' out, wipeout (stay on your, stay on your, stay on your feet!)
Bring it out, bring it out
Most say he's mellow quite a nice fellow met three tee at a rhyme at
A cappella, they had the rhythm I had the rhyme, so then I hit it out
One more
to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy, what will it be?
Yeah
Live out your fantasy here with me
Just let
pour
Out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
shine
Cruise along the river side
Feel the wind blow
Through your hair through your toes
Got your bare feet hanging out the window
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
it happen
Get on your feet
Get on your feet
You say I know it's a waste of time
There's no use trying
So scared that life's gonna pass you by
Your
Most say he's mellow quite a nice fellow met three tee at a rhyme at
A cappella, they had the rhythm I had the rhyme, so then I hit it out
One more
and say
It was just an old worn out Jeep
Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet
A young girl two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made me feel
he wouldn't see a thing
Been three more times and it's always the same
'Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm
knows let down
By the corner there's another one
Reaching out a hand, coming
From a broken man, well
You try to live but he's done trying
Not dead but
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
to the war, every night of the summer
And we'll play G.I. blood, G.I. blood
We'll stand by the pool, we'll throw out our golden arms
Darlin', can you tie
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